(The Sisi I wrote about yesterday is Yun Zhilan's apprentice, the female swordsman of Dongyi City, Lu Sisi, who appeared in Hangzhou in the first volume, but she is just a trick... She is not the same as Fan Xian's, Khan, Na Sisi Think big belly, how can kill.)
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Ming Qingda glanced at her indifferently, and said indifferently: "Mother doesn't know that you were once the eldest princess's court lady, but you know that I know this very well... so don't deliberately remind me. Your Highness and I were originally on the same boat. , I am not going to disembark either."
He paused, felt that it was unnecessary to vent his anger on this woman, shook his head and said, "The letter has already been sent to the palace, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess must have a way to hold back Fan Xian's hand."
If Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess had free time, of course there would be enough conspiracies and tricks to argue and delay the Overwatch Council's advance on the Ming family.
The problem is, everyone is busy right now.
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The big treasurer of China Merchants Bank sat indifferently in the luxurious flower hall of Mingyuan, the tea in his hand remained untouched, his right hand was tied with a bandage, and he didn't know if he was injured in the fight the night before.
At this time, at that time, the day before yesterday, China Merchants Bank took the initiative to approach the Ming family to discuss business, but today it was the Ming family who had no choice but to ask after the dark hand was ineffective, so the attitude of the big shopkeeper was obviously different.
Ming Qingda secretly watched the other party's face from behind, thinking that although the shopkeeper was angry, he still came. He must be the behind-the-scenes owner of the bank. buy and sell.
He was about to lift the curtain to go out, but found that his sleeve was being pulled by someone. He looked back in amazement, and found that his beloved son Ming Lanshi was pale, hesitant to speak.
Ming Qingda frowned, and shouted in a low voice: "What time is it now, if you have something to say, say it."
Ming Lanshi glanced into the hall, his face became even more ugly, he pulled his father's sleeve into the back hall, then without saying a word, he knelt down in front of him.
"The child is not filial...Please ask the father to kill the child..." Ming Lanshi mustered up his courage, raised his head and said, "We must not let China Merchants Bank exchange those transferred silver for shares!"
Ming Qingda was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his lips and asked, "What happened?"
Ming Lanshi lowered his head in shame, and said: "Boy... privately transferred a batch of silver from China Merchants Bank, and used half of the dry shares in his hand as a bet."
Ming Qingda gasped, his face became extremely ugly, but he immediately regained his composure, and hurriedly asked: "When can I return to the bank? What kind of contract did you book? Can you find a transfer contract from Taiping?"
This is a few key questions, because Ming Qingda had no time to scold his son because it involved a major issue of the shares owned by the Ming family, so he asked them first, hoping not to let the China Merchants Bank add another half of the money.
"Death contract..." Ming Lanshi said with a sad face: "As for returning to the bank... At first I thought it would be three months, but now it seems that I can't get back a penny of the capital. Taiping should also know about it. will be transferred."
It turned out that the Ming family had been in the wind and rain for a year, and Fan Xian relied on the internal treasury to produce, and he was pinched almost out of breath. Just as the young master of the Ming family had said to his father that day, he always thought that the general direction of the Ming family's business should be adjusted. Only in this way would he not be played by Fan Xian forever.
Because of Ming Qingda's insistence, Ming Lanshi had no choice but to make his own attempt in secret. At the end of last year, he exchanged his half share in the Ming family for cash support from China Merchants Bank. He originally thought that this attempt would be successful in a very short time. He got a lot of benefits and persuaded his father, but he didn't expect...
There was a buzzing in Ming Qingda's head, and he almost fainted. After a long while, he panted slightly and asked, "What kind of business is it? Why can't you get any money back?"
Ming Lanshi looked at his furious father, hesitated for a while before tremblingly said: "It's... private salt business."
Ming Qingda was stunned, and didn't speak for a while. There are always only three most profitable businesses in the Qing Kingdom, one is the brothel business, the other is the imperial merchants in the inner treasury, and the other is the big family that sells private salt. Among these three, selling private salt has the quickest payback and the highest profit.
"Why can't you get back the money?" Ming Qingda stared into his son's eyes coldly, and said word by word: "I know you are a calm person, even if you are a risky private salt, you must have a way to keep the money... Tell me Why can't I get my money back?"
"Because..." Ming Lanshi wanted to cry without tears, "A few days ago, the Yancha Yamen suddenly raided, and I don't know how they got the news, and they detained all twelve boats of smuggled salt... I went to someone , but there is no other way.”
He didn't notice his father's increasingly livid face, and kept explaining: "Those related checkpoint offices have always been well-raised by the family, and they didn't expect them to make a move suddenly. Besides, Yang Jimei has always followed the line , he assured the boy that nothing will happen..."
There was a crisp sound! Ming Qingda slapped Minglan Stone violently to the ground!
Ming Lanshi covered his numb face, half lying on the ground, feeling blood flowing from his mouth, looking at his father who was furious like a sick lion, he couldn't speak at all.
"A yamen? A yamen! You know it's a yamen! The Yancha yamen don't dare to find out... But wouldn't the Overwatch Council force them to investigate!" Ming Qingda growled in a low voice, his eyes filled with unbelievable depression Furious, "Yang Jimei! Did you get water in your head? That coolie who sells salt is Xue Qing's dog! Fan Xian lives in his garden in Suzhou!"
Ming Qingda felt cold in his chest, kicked his son on the body, gritted his teeth and cursed: "How did I raise such a stupid prodigal son like you!"
It took him a lot of effort to calm down, and he said weakly, "Is there any reason for this salt business? Carefully, the Overwatch Council will use this charge to kill you."
"Father, don't worry." Ming Lanshi struggled and knelt in front of him, "The batch of money came directly from China Merchants Bank. Although that thief Yang Jimei knew it was me, the government couldn't find any evidence."
"If China Merchants Bank brings the contract between you and them to the court... the government will have evidence." Ming Qingda sighed helplessly.
Ming Lanshi suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "This bank...couldn't be Fan Xian's?"
Ming Qingda shuddered, and shook his head silently after a while: "It can't be Fan Xian's, the eldest princess is checking the transfer department in Beijing, and we also keep an eye on Fan Xian, he doesn't have so much money to do this. "
These words are simple, but the hard work behind it is enormous. The Ming family wanted to do business with the China Merchants Bank, so of course they thoroughly investigated the background of the China Merchants Bank and confirmed that Fan Xian had nothing to do with the China Merchants Bank. However, Ming Qingda did not expect that although the results of his investigation were good, the owner of China Merchants Bank was indeed not Fan Xian... that owner was the little emperor of Northern Qi!
"Everything starts with caution." Ming Qingda raised his head, barely controlling his emotions of failure: "Give up 30%... I'm sorry to our ancestors, but we can delay for a while, waiting for Jingzhong's successor. "
However, in the past two years, the Ming family has gradually declined and finally collapsed, in fact, it is because of... this "drag word"!
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After a long time, when the big treasurer of China Merchants Bank sitting in the hall yawned for the twentieth time, Ming Qingda, the contemporary head of the Ming family, came out with a gloomy face.
The shopkeeper smiled slightly and said, "Master Ming makes people wait."
Ming Qingda didn't bow his hands to salute, and didn't say anything else, he asked indifferently: "Bring Lan Shi's half-share deed book, and sell a copy of the book, and I've complied with your master's request."
"Yes, Master Ming." The shopkeeper's expression remained unchanged, and he took out a document from his arms and sent it to Ming Qingda. Be prepared.
Before Ming Qingda could open his mouth, the big shopkeeper said softly, "That share will be canceled when we go back."
Ming Qingda nodded weakly.
In the afternoon, the accountants from the Ming family and China Merchants Bank filed in one after another. The rich businessmen who were urged by the big treasurer to watch the ceremony also sat aside, and the notarization sent by the Suzhou government was also ready.
Three blank sheets of paper were laid out on the desk, and an ink pen was flying like a dragon and a phoenix. In an instant, the three debt-to-equity transfer documents were written. The wealthy merchants of Sun Xiongzhu's family who were watching the ceremony and the elderly people in Suzhou City looked at it for a while before they understood what was written on it.
China Merchants Bank became a shareholder of Mingjia, accounting for 30% of the shares!
Although the big shots in the south of the Yangtze River had already seen the embarrassment of the Ming family, no one expected that the Ming family, which was so rich as an enemy, would be so sad that it could not be called exhausted, but with four million taels Borrowing silver in exchange for 30% of the Ming family's shares? ... The merchants thought about it again, and when they thought that the current difficulties of the Ming family were mainly concentrated in turnover, they immediately understood this point, and felt that the asking price of China Merchants Bank was very fair.
Ming Qingda picked up the brush and pondered for a moment, without making a fuss, signed his name very calmly, and put his fingerprints on it.
Everyone watched this scene in silence. Whether they were enemies or friends with the Ming family, they all felt incomparable admiration for the city and courage of the old man Ming. The hundred-year-old clan divided 30% of their lives into outsiders. No ordinary person would be able to make such an extraordinary move. .
Signing, dancing, and fingerprinting on behalf of China Merchants Bank...is a young man, a handsome young man who always stands behind the big shopkeeper of the bank.
Everyone didn't notice his existence until now, and they all woke up at this moment, cast surprised eyes, thinking that the mysterious owner of China Merchants Bank is this little-known young man
Ming Qingda finally frowned at this time, and said: "So you are the big owner of the bank. Don't blame me for being rude the day before yesterday."
It's no wonder he couldn't see it, because Wang Shisanlang had a chic and unrestrained aura, he really didn't look like a hero in the business world, he didn't even have the slightest feeling of being in a position of superiority.
Thirteenth Wang was slightly taken aback, wondering if he should admit it, because he didn't know if Fan Xian would still stay behind the scenes at this moment.
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At this moment, there was a commotion at the gate of Mingyuan, followed by the sound of the middle door opening, followed by the opening of the second door, and the opening of the third door. The noise was directly transmitted to the hall where the signature was signed. It came extremely fast, even faster than the sound of singing, revealing a hint of domineering and arrogance.
Ming Qingda frowned and looked out of the hall, not knowing who it was.
The footsteps were extremely light.
Because the master of the footsteps is in an unusually light mood.
Fan Xian, dressed in a black official uniform of the Overwatch Council, stepped over the long threshold and walked in with a happy smile on his face. Behind him, Hong Changqing, an official of the Overwatch Council, and Xia Qifei, a member of the Ming family, followed. Seventh young master.
He didn't say hello to those officials and merchants, and walked directly in front of Ming Qingda, looking at the old man with a rather unpredictable look.
I don't know how long he watched, Ming Qingda frowned slightly, looked at the imperial envoy who was rumored to be still in the Shazhou area, and asked: "The imperial envoy is here, I'm sorry to welcome you."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "How can we not come to such a grand event, especially since I have to come to say thank you to Mr. Ming."
"Thank you?" Ming Qingda's heart trembled slightly.
"Thank you for your 30% shares." He clung to Ming Qingda's ear, and said softly in a voice that only the other party could hear: "China Merchants Bank... belongs to me."
Ming Qingda frowned slightly, wondering if he heard something wrong
Fan Xian looked at the paperwork with wet ink on the case, a happy smile bloomed on the corner of his lips, he worked hard for a year of planning, endured for a year, and finally received results today, why is he unhappy
Although he knew that by showing his identity, China Merchants Bank would no longer be able to hide from the eyes of the court, but it was a matter of time, and he also needed to use this limelight to let the little emperor of Northern Qi make a fortune... Attention, Fan Xian may have to bear a loss of more than one million taels of silver, but he doesn't care about it.
The Ming family that has traversed the south of the Yangtze River for a hundred years, traversed the temples and rivers and lakes, and controlled the lives and deaths of countless people... Today, it changed hands! How could Fan Xian miss such a grand show? It is really worth spending one million taels of silver to buy a theater ticket to witness this scene with your own eyes!
He looked at Ming Qingda whose face was constantly changing, squinting his eyes and thinking badly, if Mrs. Ming suddenly passed out, then this theater ticket would be even more worthwhile.
It seemed that the heavens had heard his heartfelt voice. Ming Qingda looked at the treasurer of China Merchants Bank standing behind Fan Xian, and watched the young man hand over the deed to Fan Xian. He finally understood everything. , but he still can't figure it out... The Ministry of Household Affairs can't move the treasury... Where did Fan Xian get so much money to set up a bank
Ming Qingda trembled all over, his eyes were reddish, he grunted twice but couldn't speak, he was so angry that he straightened up and fell down!
Facing the crowd who were looking at each other in dismay, Fan Xian casually bowed his hands and laughed in the spacious and luxurious Mingyuan Hall. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)